C F G Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight C F GUnder a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight

A F D F Caseyâs from Cali, California. Sheâs reputation that she didnât ask for. A F D FSheâs waiting for an escape now, escape is called the 164. A FNow, Casey, she wonât admit when sheâs wrong, D F now Casey, sheâs always run, run, run. A FSheâs a punk rocker, she donât trust no oneD Gon a south end bud all alone.

Casey was never caught up, like the rest of the rats in fucking mazeâCheck me outâ she said, âIâm in a concrete jungle,Iâm an individual and youâre stuck in my wasteâOh hell no, she knows what the truth is. Because she said soShe knows who her friends are so fuck you, donât get any closer,itâll only make her run far away

Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonightUnder a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight

I know Caseyâs brother pretty well, you see, we spent a lot of time hanging outI always thought for sure that sheâd be the one to get out of hereand make a life fore herself but when we found her inthe little league park, in the dugout it was cold in that dark.No one knew why she wouldnât wake up, I think she finallymade it back home.

Under a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonightUnder a red hot moon, take a bus downtown to the Grave yard shift tonight

[Rap verse by Rob Aston] C FOne time for your mind, two times for your soul Gthree for the graveyard and the money I stole. C FDimmed out in the city where the sun burns slow, Gno hope itâs a pity I canât say no. C FItâs mot my time to go, itâs not my time to die, Gthe last thing I wants for my mother to cry C FIt was love at first light, since the very first night, Gthings have never been the same since I took my first flight. C FThe way I live my life, I love; I live lavish, lost me from the start. GYou lose, youâll never have it! C F Untouched, unleashed, back up you donât want it. GTake it for the cash. Itâs back, now heâs fronting. C FTake two pass, Iâll take to blast. GBust a mother fucker; Iâm out on the flash. C FPimped out, high as fuck. Iâm out of control. GHeads bounce, rocks quake now Iâm ready to roll.